Highly stereotyped in every sense, prepare to be beaten over the head with clichés of dialogue, location, and plot twists in this most recent action thriller from Bollywood.
Forget about examining the storyline for integrity; focus instead on all places, people, and things that glitter and glimmer—to perhaps compensate for the lack of a coherent plot.
The landscapes of the rich and famous in Turkey and other exotic locales are supposed to make you gasp, even as you see our streetfighter-turned-casino owner in the likes of John Abraham play a round of roulette in an opulent casino with his luscious sister Deepika Padukone in tow. Oh, and there’s plenty of other eye-candy in the garb of delicious-looking young men and women who enter and exit each scene to play fiddle to these two, or to the other protagonist in the garb of Saif Ali Khan.
The other well-recognized face in this smorgasbord is Anil Kapoor, whose hairless chest and back rivals that of a seal. In fact, all the men have rippling muscles and have the most incredibly hairless chests and backs that glisten in the Mediterranean sun, while the women try hard to convey a sultry attitude even as they balance imposing pieces of jewelry on their scantily clad bodies.
There’s twists and more twists until one begins to lose count and that forces one to focus wholly and solely on the song-and-dance routines. Which is what one ought to have been doing right from the very start, anyway!
